After he came back, not only did he not realize his mistake, but he became even more depressed.
When Jiang Wan'er saw Jiang Sen with a bruised face, she felt heartbroken and pulled his arm, "Xiao Sen, you've suffered."
Jiang Sen shook her off and said, "Auntie, do you still know that you feel sorry for me?
If you really care about me so much, why didn't you let me out on the first day I went in and let me stay in there for so long? Do you know that I almost died in the detention center?"
Jiang Wan'er burst into tears immediately after hearing Jiang Sen's words, "Xiao Sen, I have thought of a way, but..."
Jiang Sen sneered, "I know, my uncle doesn't want to fish for me, huh, if Jianye goes to the detention center, do you think he will care about it?
After all, I am an outsider, and no one cares about my life or death."
When Jiang Sen fought outside, he relied on his uncle, Tang Zhengde, who was an official, so he had no fear.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhengde was so cruel that he didn't care about him at all.
Huh, this time, he finally saw the true face of the Tang family.
Jiang Wan'er explained, "Xiao Sen, that's not the case. Don't misunderstand your uncle.
He also has difficulties."
Jiang Sen snorted coldly, "What's the difficulty?
An official of his age can't handle this matter. To put it bluntly, he just doesn't want to care about me. I've been living under someone else's roof for so many years, but you haven't treated me as a family member at all."
He said angrily, "I want to move out."
Jiang Sen was about to move out, and Jiang Waner was completely anxious, "No, where are you moving to?"
You stay at home and I'll ask your uncle to find you a job. You go to work, okay?"
"Xiaosen, I beg you, go to work properly and stop going out to mess around or fight with others, okay?"
Jiang Sen kept a cold face and refused to speak despite Jiang Wan'er's persuasion.
When Tang Jianye came back from get off work, he saw his mother wiping away tears and Jiang Sen with a dead face, and his face became a little colder.
His mother has never cried because of their father and son.
Normally, his father dotes on her, and even he and his brother dare not make her angry.
But for this nephew, she really shed all her tears.
Tang Jianye got angry when he saw Jiang Sen and taunted, "Hey, have you released him?
It looks like you’re having a good time there.”
Jiang Wan'er immediately came to defend Jiang Sen,
"Stop saying a few words, why are you so weird?"
Tang Jianye was too lazy to pay attention to them and entered his room.
When Tang Zhengde came back from get off work, when he saw Jiang Sen, he said with a majestic look, "You're back?"
This time I plan to give this kid a good education.
"Did you learn a lesson from it?
From now on, you should change your ways and be a good person, and stop acting like a gangster."
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the troublemaker said, "Why do you speak so unpleasantly?
What gangster?
What happens when a child makes a mistake?
He has accepted the punishment and knows that he was wrong, so his family should stop being unforgiving."
Tang Jianye heard that his mother was infuriating his father one after another in order to defend this bastard. He said angrily, "Dad, why are you talking about him? You are wasting your breath."
Tang Zhengde also felt tired and was too lazy to pay attention.
Jiang Wan'er said, "By the way, Xiao Sen's previous job has failed. See if you can arrange another job for him. He is in his 20s, and he must have a serious job. With a job, he can live a steady life."
When it came to work, Tang Zhengde became even more angry, "I used to let him work in a steel factory. It was such a good job, but he didn't cherish it. Now that they have fired him, where should I go to arrange a job for him?"
"Just think of a way, you will always find a way."
Jiang Wan'er had no bottom line when it came to her nephew, "Jianye can work in the supply and marketing cooperative, so I can arrange something similar for Xiaomori."
"Mom, I rely on my own ability to work in the supply and marketing cooperative. I am diligent and dedicated to my job, unlike some people who don't cherish a good job and make it difficult for my father."
"Auntie, you don't have to beg him."
After Jiang Sen finished speaking, he slammed the door and left.
Tang Zhengde slapped the table angrily, "Look what kind of virtue this is?
I thought he would wake up after suffering a few days there, but he didn’t expect it to get worse. It’s really hard to change his nature.”
Jiang Wan'er snorted coldly, "It's not because you didn't want to get him. If you had rescued him when you first detained him, would he have been so emotional?"
"Okay, I won't care about your nephew's affairs from now on. You can educate him yourself. If he grows crooked in the future, don't blame me."
Tang Zhengde returned to the house tiredly.
Jiang Wan'er caught up and asked again, "Okay, you can find him another job, and I guarantee that he will get better in the future."
As soon as Jiang Sen came back, Tang Jianye didn't want to stay at home any longer.
On the weekend, I borrowed Gao Zheng's bicycle and rode it to Yang Yun's courtyard.
This time, he didn't go empty-handed and bought a pound of sugar with the tickets he resold.
In this era, sugar is as valuable as soybean oil.
Who in general eats sweets?
All tickets were exchanged for food.
Tang Jianye put on the old military uniform that Tang Liye had left at home, carried the sugar, and went directly into the courtyard.
As soon as he entered, he immediately attracted the attention of an aunt, "Hey, where does this energetic young man come from?
Who are you looking for?"
Tang Jianye's attitude was respectful, "Auntie, I'm looking for Teacher Yang Yunyang."
"Old Yang's family, someone is looking for your daughter."
The aunt shouted at the top of her lungs.
Yang Yun's mother came out of the house, saw Tang Jianye, and greeted him enthusiastically.
"Comrade Xiao Tang, why are you here?"
"Auntie, I'm looking for Teacher Yang to make up lessons."
Tang Jianye handed over the sugar with both hands, "Auntie, this is a little bit of my gratitude, please accept it."
"Sugar?"
Yang Yun's mother's eyes widened immediately.
This is too expensive.
Although it was rare, she still resisted, "Xiao Tang, we can't accept this. It's too expensive for you. How about two kilograms of food stamps for this candy?"
"Auntie, take this. This is the remuneration for Teacher Yang to give me extra lessons. I can't study with her in vain. I have to pay tuition. Knowledge can change your destiny, but it is much more expensive than sugar."
He forced the sugar into Yang Yun's mother's hand, then scratched his head and smiled, "Is Teacher Yang at home?"
Yang Yun's mother looked embarrassed, "She went out to play with her female classmates today."
Yang Yun's mother cursed in her heart, she was such a bad girl, she promised to make up lessons and even ran out to play.
Everyone gave me sugar.
They also don’t give people any extra lessons.
She complained angrily, "Oh, you said that this child neglected his duties for a day and even forgot to make up lessons for you. It's true."
"It's okay, Auntie. I'm not in a hurry. Let Teacher Yang go out to play. I can wait."
Tang Jianye felt that waiting was definitely not the answer.
Time passed slowly and awkwardly.
So, with a slight movement of his clever mind, he said, "Auntie, do you have any work here?"
I'll help you with your work."
"How can I make you work? There's not much work to do."
My neighbor Aunt Zhang immediately assisted me.
Weren’t you just about to press briquettes?”
"Yes, my family wants to press briquettes. Can you press briquettes?"
Yang Yun's mother asked with a smile.
Tang Jianye glanced at the pile of dark coal powder in the yard and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes."
In this era, many people press briquettes by hand to save costs.
Tang Jianye lived in the military compound, and his father was a regiment-level cadre, so naturally he didn't need to do it himself.
However, there is nothing technical about this job, the only difficult ingredient is the ingredients.
"Auntie, this job should be done by a young man like me. In the future, if you have such a job, call me."
Tang Jianye eagerly picked up the mold and asked, "Auntie, have you got all the ingredients?
Just press it directly?"
"Yes, everything is ready, just press it."
Tang Jianye took the mold for pressing briquettes and started working in a decent manner.
I worked from early in the morning to noon, pressing hundreds of briquettes. I was sweating all over and my face was covered with black coal.
Neighbor Aunt Zhang looked at Tang Jianye who was holding the mold in both hands and pressing the briquettes hard. Her eyes were full of gossip. She came close to Yang Yun's mother and whispered, "Yang Yun's mother, this is the person your Xiaoyun is talking about, right?"
?”
"No, I asked my Xiaoyun to make up lessons."
After Yang Yun's mother finished speaking, she didn't believe her own words.
Have our readers ever seen briquettes pressed by hand?
